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During this period, Wei Yang suddenly found himself with plenty of free time. The abrupt idleness made him feel a little unaccustomed.
Coincidentally, Xiao Yan had also been feeling bored these past two days, so the two of them gathered together and began exchanging insights on alchemy.
Xian'er, naturally interested, also joined in. As a three-colored Tier 8 alchemist, her skills in alchemy were not much weaker than Xiao Yan's. Of course, she had every right to take part in such a high-level exchange and discussion.
And as they exchanged ideas, the clash of their thoughts brought each of them new gains. Xiao Yan also took out the Spirit Nourishment Powder and Spiritual Enhancement Technique for the two of them to study and reference.
As for the ancient soul cultivation technique awarded to the Pill Gathering champion, they only briefly examined it. None of them rushed to begin cultivating it.
Because once they truly began practicing this ancient soul cultivation technique, the first attempt would definitely require a period of seclusion.
But at this moment, they were waiting for news from the Pill Tower. They could be summoned at any time to rescue Yao Lao. Under such circumstances, long-term seclusion was clearly not appropriate.
So, they weren't in a hurry to practice it. Besides, Wei Yang was already at the peak of the Spirit Realm. Even with this ancient soul cultivation technique, it wasn't likely to bring any major breakthrough in the short term.
After all, between the peak of the Spirit Realm and the Heaven Realm lay an enormous barrier. If one was unlucky, getting stuck there for ten or twenty years wouldn't be surprising. And that was already considered fortunate.
To be fair, only someone like Wei Yang would dare say it might take at most ten or twenty years. For many others, getting stuck for decades, centuries, or even a lifetime was completely normal.
Speaking of this.
"Right, this is the recipe for the Purple Azure Supreme Pill." Wei Yang turned his hand and produced a jade slip, handing it to Xiao Yan.
"Oh?" Xiao Yan accepted the pill formula with curiosity and quickly began reading it.
Soon, his expression grew excited, his eyes shining with light. This pill formula was exactly what he urgently needed right now.
Because this pill could allow a Dou Zun expert, after consuming it, to have a high chance — nearly without any side effects — of smoothly advancing by One-Star!
Such a pill was of astonishing value!
Especially for someone like Xiao Yan, who urgently needed strength but whose innate talent was relatively average. Without relying on devouring Heavenly Flames, he could only break through little by little over time or rely on fortuitous encounters.
Being able to directly leap an entire star was naturally a great boon. For a Dou Zun, the difference of just one star meant a tremendous increase in power. At once, Xiao Yan didn't bother with politeness, happily burying himself in studying the formula.
Wei Yang silently calculated in his mind. This pill was something everyone needed, which meant they would need quite a few. Himself, Xiao Yan, Xian'er, Qing Lin, Tian Huo Zun Zhe, Du Jiao, Xiong Zhan.
Tsk, tsk.
At least seven pills would be required just to cover their small group's basic needs. That meant at least seven full sets of ingredients — a huge gap.
Fortunately, during their time in the Pill Realm, they had acquired an entire plaza full of high-grade medicinal ingredients.
They could take some out to trade, then slowly collect the rest. With what he already had in hand, gathering seven full sets of materials would only take time, not pose a real problem.
"Speaking of which, the Purple Azure Supreme Pill I refined earlier, I'd originally planned to keep it as a memento of reaching Tier 8. Should I let Xian'er take it instead?" Wei Yang rubbed his chin.
Xian'er was already an Eight-Star Dou Zun. With one Purple Azure Supreme Pill, she would be close to the Dou Zun peak. That way, with Ah Da included, their side would have two peak Dou Zun experts!
He then waved his hand, summoning Ah Da. Passing him a ring and a list of ingredients, he instructed, "Go, collect everything on this list. As many as you can get, take them all."
"Yes." Ah Da bowed, glanced at the list, and immediately turned to leave swiftly.
Several days later.
Xuan Kongzi secretly sent word, summoning Wei Yang and Xiao Yan to the Pill Tower in secret. After receiving Xuan Kongzi's covert transmission, the two of them, who had been sitting cross-legged on the grass chatting casually, saw the smiles on their faces gradually fade away.
A sharp and icy gleam flashed across Xiao Yan's eyes.
For Xuan Kongzi to suddenly summon them to the Pill Tower at this time, it was most likely something to do with Yao Lao. The two exchanged a glance, then rose to their feet and quietly left the residence, heading for the Inner City.
Pill Tower, Top Floor.
Inside the spacious hall, several figures sat scattered around, the atmosphere extremely heavy.
With the arrival of Wei Yang and Xiao Yan, that heaviness only deepened further. Xiao Yan's eyes were locked tightly onto the three leaders, his breathing turning slightly hurried due to his excitement.
From the day Yao Lao had been captured until now, it had already been four or five years. Though Yao Lao had not been in mortal danger during these years, falling into the Hall of Souls's hands surely meant the suffering he endured would be far from little.
Every time Xiao Yan thought of this, his heart ached unbearably, as if it were being burned by raging flames.
"Xiao Yan, calm yourself." Wei Yang frowned as he spoke.
"Kid, don't let your heart be thrown into disorder. Rescuing Yao Chen is no simple matter. Should there be even the slightest mistake, the consequences would be extremely dangerous. That's why you must remain calm." Xuan Kongzi also reminded.
Hearing this, Xiao Yan lightly nodded, realizing his impatience. He took a few deep breaths, pressing down his surging emotions, and gradually, calm returned to his eyes.
"Elder Xuan, have you gotten concrete news of Yao Lao?" Wei Yang asked.
"That's right." Xuan Yi nodded, speaking softly: "Not long ago, we finally obtained accurate information about Yao Chen's imprisonment."
"Then where has the Hall of Souls transferred Master to?" Xiao Yan's gaze, unblinking, fixed on Xuan Kongzi and the other two as he quickly asked.
Xuan Kongzi smiled faintly and shook his head. He could see their personalities clearly enough. Wei Yang was more composed, while Xiao Yan's temperament was clearly more hot-blooded.
With a turn of his hand, he drew a scroll from his ring and spread it across the table.
Pointing to a location in the northwest region of Central Plains, Xuan Kongzi said: "The Hall of Souls has many hidden branches in Central Plains, impossible for ordinary people to discover."
"And here, in the northwest, there lies a range known as the Death Soul Mountain Range. Deep within them, a branch of the Hall of Souls is hidden."
"Master has been secretly transferred to this branch within the Death Soul Mountain Range?" Xiao Yan's eyes flickered as he asked.
"Mm." Xuan Kongzi gave a slight nod: "Originally, Yao Chen was imprisoned in Ming City of the western region, but after Mu Gu and the others had trouble in the Star Region, they carried out the transfer."
"In fact, it's already been nearly a year since then. We've been gathering clues all this time, and only recently did we obtain truly reliable intelligence."
Xuan Kongzi continued: "This Death Soul Mountain Range is considered a deadly land within Central Plains."
"For reasons unknown, a peculiar environment has formed there. The Cold Qi is extremely dense, with icy fog perpetually shrouding the mountains, blocking out the sun. Strangers who enter blindly will only lose their way."
"Moreover, the mountain range are home to many powerful and bloodthirsty magic beasts, making them quite troublesome to deal with. Thus, few people ever venture there."
"The Hall of Souls choosing such a place to establish a branch is clearly because of its secrecy." Xuan Kongzi stroked his beard.
"Death Soul Mountain Range huh." Both Wei Yang and Xiao Yan let their gazes fall upon the map, softly murmuring. Now that they knew the place Yao Lao was imprisoned, things had become much simpler.
At this stage, even Wei Yang had nothing else to say.
Forget a land of icy fog and peril— even if it were a mountain of blades or a sea of fire, they would have to charge through.
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